Fang Yi struck Old Liu, who was sitting on the corridor steps, unconscious with a single blow of his palm, then hoisted him onto his back and walked toward his own room. He was exhausted; he needed to go back to his room right now and get a good sleep.
Qiuting had run out right behind Fang Yi, wanting to see what on earth Fang Yi was up to. Yet never in his wildest dreams had he expected Fang Yi to strike Old Liu right in front of him. Was such a drastic measure really necessary? Couldn't he have thought of another way? Qiuting smiled bitterly and shook his head.
The unconscious Old Liu was laid upon his own bed, not uttering another sigh.
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